Dear Whistle6, Well I am in love with John Donne...however no, I have not sent to know For Whom the Bell Tolls because I am still trying to get "re-begot of absence, darknesse, death; things which are not."
For I am every dead thing, In whom love wrought new Alchimie For his art did expresse A quintessence even from Nothingnesse, From dull privations, and leane emptinesse: He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death; things which are not.